and this,
and this.
Turns out old Sid had a lot of babies. And they all seem extra keen to devour plants beginning with the letter B. So tonight, at midnight, when it was lightly drizzling, I put a stop to it all. Well a stop to about .05% of it. With whatever was at hand, which turned out to be my trusty tea mug, clad in my pyjamas and dressing gown but bare footed, I committed balcony garden snailicide. I put the tally at about 2 extra large, 1 large, 5 medium and a few little'uns all squished. Oddly satisfying even if my feet are wet and frozen.
2 comments:
Oh dear. but how did they get up on the balcony? luckily it's one pest that I never have to deal with.
That sucks! Who knew slugs will scale buildings.
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